Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Xian Si was stunned.

This "Shen Group" rose overnight four years ago and has developed very rapidly. It is now one of the largest companies in Jiangcheng.

Moreover, in the past year, the "Shen family" has been in direct conflict with the "Bo family" on many projects.

For example, in the recent "Textile Factory Relocation and Reconstruction" project, "Shen" also participated in the bidding.

"Mr. Sang, I'm sorry for what I did to you this time. From now on, as long as you need me, I will do my best." Yang Zhao knew he was in the wrong and was also aware of Sang Yuwan's methods. Faced with such a situation, he could only humbly beg for forgiveness.

Sang Yuwan smiled gently, but there was a sharp edge hidden in her smile. "I dare not use someone like Mr. Yang."

Yang Zhao shuddered, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to her, "Mr. Sang, I'm sorry."

After saying that, he left as if escaping.

Minglang stopped him at the door and asked, "Did my wife let you go?"

Yang Zhao was so frightened that his legs went limp. "Mr. Sang, I'm sorry, this is really..."

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Mingliang."

Minglang glared at Yang Zhao angrily and shouted, "Get out!"

Yang Zhao opened the door of the private room and left with gritted teeth.

Xian Si sat down next to Sang Yuwan, feeling a bit nervous. "Madam, how about I contact Shen's and see if they can sell it to us?"

"Oh. No need." Sang Yuwan curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, like a night-blooming cereus blooming in the middle of the night, short and mysterious, making it hard to understand.

Minglang walked over quickly, his eyes gleaming with anger. "This Shen Qianjie is getting bolder and bolder. Madam, I'll take people to teach him a lesson right now."

"Fighting and killing all day long, I really don't know why Master Ming assigned you to his wife?" Xian Si frowned.

Minglang touched the back of his head and said, "Of course it's because I'm good at martial arts and I'm loyal to my wife..."

"Okay." Sang Yuwan interrupted the two.

Xian Si was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Madam, how did Shen Qianjie know that we wanted to acquire New Language? Besides, the Shen Group has its own entertainment company with a market value much higher than New Language. There's absolutely no need to spend a huge amount of money on an acquisition."

Sang Yuwan's heart sank as a bold idea popped up. He took a deep breath and slowed down, "Let's eat."

After hearing this, Xiansi and Minglang didn't dare to say another word.

Although the acquisition fell through, Sang Yuwan's mood didn't seem to be affected much, and her appetite was much better than a few days ago.

drop--

Sang Yuwan's phone vibrated.

When she took it out and looked at it, Ming Zhan sent her a photo.

On the banks of the Seine, a tall, handsome man stood upright, his hands in his pockets. Even his simple sportswear couldn't suppress his noble aura.

"Wan'er, the competition is about to start. Be well. Wait for me to come back."

The corners of the eyes and eyebrows, between the lines, are filled with deep longing.

Sang Yuwan's heart was trembling, rippling in circles. She blinked her eyelashes, a thousand thoughts weighing down her heart as she replied.

"Brother, keep going. I'll be waiting for your triumphant return."

"it is good."

Sang Yuwan did not reply again.

-

After lunch, Sang Yuwan took a short rest in Yunyan Pavilion and then went to the construction site in the south of the city.

During the trip, her phone kept ringing.

Except for Ning Wanzhen, the rest were work calls.

Such high intensity made Minglang and Xiansi feel distressed.

Everyone thinks that being in a high position means they can call the shots and do whatever they want, but no one understands the hard work involved.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

This is also something that can't be helped.

Arriving at the construction site, Xiansi received an email on her phone. Just as she was about to check it, Sang Yuwan had already gotten off the car, so she immediately put her phone away.

The person in charge of the construction site was shocked when he saw Sang Yuwan, and hurried to her side, "Hello, Chairman."

Sang Yuwan glanced forward, his expression cold, "How's the progress?"

The person in charge replied, "Don't worry, Chairman, we will definitely deliver it within the stipulated time."

This construction site is the branch campus of Peking University in Jiangcheng.

When the "Bo Group" took on this project, its biggest consideration was not profit, but the fame it would bring after completion.

After all, Kyoto University is the best university in the country. Barely one of them.

Minglang brought a safety helmet.

After putting it on, Sang Yuwan entered the construction site with the person in charge.

Two hours passed, and the inspection from the South District to the North District was almost completed.

Sang Yuwan was a little tired and said to Minglang, "Go get me something to drink."

Minglang nodded, then ran quickly towards the parking lot.

Xiansi accompanied Sang Yuwan to inspect the last area of ​​the day.

Student Activity Center.

Compared with the previous buildings, this one is the slowest to progress, having just reached the twelfth floor.

Sang Yuwan was about to walk towards the construction passage when a steel pipe suddenly fell from above.

"Madam..." Xian Si widened his eyes and screamed in fear.

A dark shadow flashed past her eyes.

A few seconds later.

With a "bang", the steel pipe hit the hard concrete ground heavily, making a deafening noise.

Thrilling and dust-splattering.

A pair of strong arms hugged Sang Yuwan tightly from behind, and his broad chest wrapped her up. It was as if he was holding her as a treasure, but it was also like he was imprisoning her, making her unable to move.

The refreshing and sharp scent of pine wood lingers with a hint of blood.

Sang Yuwan's breathing suddenly stopped and her whole body froze.

The construction site manager and supervisor who accompanied the inspection stood there, stunned.

Xiansi was shaking all over. He pressed one hand against his chest and called the emergency number.

"Sang Yuwan..." A low voice faintly reached Sang Yuwan's ears.

Her heart sank, and her heartbeat almost jumped out of her chest, "Rong Zhi?"

The man holding her rested his chin on the crook of her neck. His lips seemed to be holding her earlobe, and his cool breath almost drowned her.

Sang Yuwan woke up, her heart pounding, and she lowered her voice, "Rongzhi, let go."

"Sang Yuwan..."

"Second Master..."

Sang Yuwan's waist loosened, and the person behind him seemed to be slowly falling down.

Minglang ran over quickly, threw away the cup of water, and pulled her over. Panicked, he asked, "Madam, are you okay?"

Sang Yuwan's lips turned cold, and something was stuck in her throat, making her unable to speak.

The construction site manager and supervisors seemed to have just realized what was happening and surrounded them.

Sang Yuwan looked at the man lying on the ground, her pupils shrank violently, she gritted her teeth and shouted to Minglang, "Quick, send the Second Master to the hospital."

Minglang handed the things in his hand to Xiansi and said, "I'll go drive."

Sang Yuwan squatted down and looked at the man bleeding profusely. A red glow appeared in her eyes. "Rong Zhi... Second Master..."

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "Madam, don't worry, you won't die."

His voice was low and a little hoarse.

It floated into Sang Yuwan's heart, but it made her heart tighten.

Rong Zhi's eyes were about to close as he whispered, "Madam, you owe me a favor this time. I..."